I feel I must live alone, alone, alone – with artists only to touch the door. Every artist cuts off his ear and nails it on the outside of the door for the others to shout into.
I feel I must live alone, alone, alone – with artists only
I feel I must live alone, alone, alone – with artists only to touch the door. Every artist cuts off his ear and nails it on the outside of the door for the others to shout into.
